And it "Hits"....

Writer's block. Damn, don't you hate that. I mean in the car it was all just right there in my head, my wheels were turning and then you finally get to the computer....poof, it's like your brain becomes a overcooked noodle, the kind that won't even stick to the cabinet when you throw it noodle! (don't lie, you know you've tested out that theory too) I guess I can cut myself a little slack since it's almost MIDNIGHT! What's all that sleep while your kids sleep nonsense, does anyone actually do that?!?

Well ok, let's just start at the beginning, since my first post said nothing about me... mostly. Obviously I am a blonde. Insert cliche here: Blondes really do have more fun. I live in Memphis, TN also described by our local media and friends (sounds like a cheesy FB group, ha) as the "Bluff City", hence the blog title. I've been married to my wonderful hubs for almost 5 years, have two tazmanian devil angel kids aka the monkeys, three dogs, two beta fish that I despise and  hold that thought.... Ok. Rule #1, should the phone ring and it's late, but it's a bestie, you hit HOLD on the blog and you answer! Period. So now where was I? Oh yes, about me. I'm the oldest of four kids, so that explains why I'm crazy, and I have a plethora of things I like to do in my spare time, except I forgot what it feels like to have spare time. Well there goes that.

 So now what? Well tomorrow starts tball for Monkey #1 and boy is he excited! It's been like the ever burning "Are we there yet?" question on those long road trips where you are ready to open the door, driving a slow 85mph and jump out! We've been on the countdown since, oh for at least two weeks! At least tomorrow the answer is YES we are going to tball! Hoo-rah! Now, let me set the scene for what  pee-wee "tball" really means. Imagine... an ever so patient dad or two (God love them), the ole' diamond, a cutie pie kid missing a tooth, or in some cases teeth, with an over-sized catchers helmet and a zoo of kiddos wondering about the field. You have some that are totally not interested, some that are very serious and then some that are catching butterflies with their gloves while picking up a tip from the coach along the way.  And heaven forbid the meltdowns that sometimes occur when a little person strikes out and it's now your friends turn to hold a bat taller and almost heavier than they are. Organized chaos about sums it up. But, man it's so fun! Makes for good memories and funny stories in about ten years anyway. So I guess that means we are ready for tball season to be in "full swing". (I'll be sure to post pics on that later)

Well, if you haven't closed off the page yet, you're a trooper because I posted a short novel tonight about, well, a whole lot of randomness. So let's recap and I'll end my after mid-night you should be sleeping crazy lady ramble jamble for today.

Checklist

1. Isn't writer's block suppose to mean you're at a loss for words?
2. Fun Fact: Noodles stick to cabinets when they are cooked properly
3. Sleep when your kids do = there's a brilliant idea but an unlikely reality
4. The first "About Me" post commences
5. Besties are a #1 priority
6. Tball is like the circus
7. I need sleep

  There you have it. Looks like I "Hit" on all kinds of things tonight after all.


-EM

And so it begins.....

So WOW.

I cannot begin to put this into words. This bluff city blond-ie of all people starting a blog?!? Coming from Mrs. My Life is personal, people don't need to know care about what I'm feeling, what my kids are spilling or even how my dogs are feeling??? (or do they) Well, I guess new journey's start everyday so here's to starting a new journey. Fair warning... this will be a brutally honest and open blog, outlet for me to express myself and my feelings and thoughts. If you know me, you know I am pretty well a person that just says what I think. First... I wish it was Wine Wednesday in the office while I write this. Nothing like a glass of wine to up your "spirits" for your first blog post huh? I would go through all the "about me" fun things you ever wanted to hear; but that's a post or should I say many posts that will have to come later, as I am sure you will find out more than you ever wanted to know about me, my life and this place I live in, known as "the bluff city". I plan to talk about everything from being a mom, the wife of a traveling husband (yes, I might throw myself a pity party or two from time to time) fashion, food, do's and never do again's, dreams, books, hair, shoes, the ever important world of sports and drinking and just about anything else I can muster up the courage to put down in some shade of gray in between.

And that brings me to..... my latest guilty pleasure 50 Shades of Grey by E L James! Talk about trashy, raunchy, up close and waaaay too personal, errrr.... crotch novel  uh, umm....book, yes that's what it's called and of course I'm hooked! And anyone reading this book that says they aren't as equally enthralled is lying and full of shit. I bought them on Amazon and you should too! Leaving the real world and entering this fantasy-land of mystery and possessive darkness, just what I need.

Ok, so now that you think I am totally insane, let's move on shall we? As I continue this "first" post from my couch, it's Game dos of the NBA Playoffs, after a Game 1 gut wrenching loss by my Memphis Grizzlies to the LA Clippers. I can't go there or this will get ugly. Hoping that our team was able to find their GRIT and GRIND for this game tonight. I am not sure how many people this blog will reach or if it will mean a damn thing to anyone but me. But, you know what, who cares. I am taking a leap of faith and hoping to look back in x-number of years (years.. that's ambitious) and realize that today this blog was the beginning of something really special for me and my family and hopefully some of you too. I often times find myself serving other people as their  mediator, therapist, counselor... you pick the hat. I guess I am writing the rest of the story to all of you out there, or lack there of... to be my therapist and my ear to chew, maybe even my shoulder to lean on.

As I'd like to award myself mother of the year here (yes my kids are up watching the Grizzlies, yes it's past their bedtime and yes I'm ok with that for today only, it's the playoffs people!!!)  I guess all good, new things must come to a close. Until next time, I have two little blonde monkeys that I must tend to.



-EM